Chapter 69: Ruyi Intentionally Destroys the Scroll 1
Seeing the pain on her father's face, Xian Ziqian was a little worried about leaving, but Xian Boteng pushed her away with his hand, and then ordered the carriage to leave. When the carriage left the gate of Prince Xuan's Mansion, he took a long breath and said each word through gritted teeth. : "It hurts me to death, oh, you slave, even driving a carriage won't make it any easier!"
Seeing the Xian family's carriage leaving the gate of Prince Xuan's Mansion, the slave just now smiled slightly and said to Xian Zixin: "Miss Zixin, please go with the slave to see the princess."
Xian Ziqian didn't dare not listen, and rushed with this slave towards the place where Princess Xuan was resting.
There is a pavilion in the corner of the garden. It is not very big, but it is quite exquisitely modified. The stone table and chairs are simple and neat, with rattan cushions on them. There is a set of cyan tea sets on the stone table, and the handle of the teapot is made of thin rattan. It is wrapped tightly. Tea has been brewed, and there is a clear fragrance in the distance.
"Miss Zijian, sit down." Princess Xuan smiled slightly, pointed to the stone chair opposite her, and said in a gentle tone, "Yier is not here, so you don't have to panic. That child has been spoiled by his father and me since he was a child. "My personality is too loose and willful, so don't take it to heart, Miss Ziyuan."
The servant who brought Xian Zigen immediately took Xian Zigen to sit down in front of the stone table, poured a cup of tea, respectfully withdrew from the pavilion, stood under a tree outside the pavilion, and waited on her from a distance.
Xian Ziqian was a little embarrassed. She was holding the scroll that Xuan Yi had given her in her hand, and she didn't know whether to put it down or continue to hold it. Her nervous breathing was a little tight, and there was a panic on her face.
"Did Yi'er paint it?" Princess Xuan asked gently.
Xian Ziyun nodded immediately and said nervously: "Master Xuan wants Ziyuan to embroider this pattern."
Princess Xuan nodded, "Bring it to me and take a look."
Xian Zijian immediately stood up and handed the scroll to Princess Xuan, then sat down again. A breeze blew by, and the fragrance of tea floated in the wind. Xian Zijian felt thirsty and glanced at Princess Xuan with the corner of his eye. He opened the scroll at random, then quietly picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"It's a peony pattern. It's really good. I put some thought into it, but it's a pity that it's a little impetuous." Princess Xuan said softly with a smile on her face, "Although this peony pattern is rich and noble, the painting is a bit small, which limits the sense of wealth." Qi. Miss Ziyuan, is this pattern embroidered for your sister’s dowry?”
Xian Ziqian was startled. The cup in her hand was not steady, and some tea splashed on the back of her hand. She looked at Princess Xuan in surprise. The face of Princess Xuan in front of her was gentle and calm, with no strange color or suspicion. Xian Ziqian felt in her heart Then she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she was too sensitive, and the matter between her sister and Xuan Yi would never reach Princess Xuan's ears so quickly. She calmed down and said respectfully: "Yes."
Princess Xuan smiled slightly and said gently: "Did you get burned?"
Xian Zijian immediately shook his head, "No, the tea wasn't hot. It was because Zijian was careless."
"I have met your sister." Princess Xuan said in a gentle and calm tone, "At the birthday banquet of the Queen Mother, she played a piano piece to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday, which was very similar to the style of Master Wanqing back then. I heard that She has been promised to Yu Peng since she was a child, will she get married in a few days, right?"
"Yes, five more days." Xian Ziqian replied softly. She didn't know why Princess Xuan wanted to talk to her about this. She felt a little uneasy and her fingers tangled together involuntarily.
Princess Xuan didn't seem to notice Xian Ziqian's uneasiness. She just smiled and continued calmly: "Your sister is very beautiful and very lovable. The Queen Mother also praised her for playing the piano well and having the demeanor of her teacher. Zi